Flávia carried the image of Xangô, the orixá of justice and thunder.
Her steps were regal, her presence charged with weight and memory.
The audience felt it, a resonance that moved through the avenue.

That night was also her birthday.
A personal milestone, folded inside the collective celebration.

When the parade ended, she did not disappear into silence.
She shared fragments with her followers — backstage moments, words of gratitude.
Her presence reached beyond the Sambódromo, extending Carnival’s spirit into another space, another audience.